Ohhh Say Less Bubs~

Ohhh say less bubs~

[Piss kink Reader and Binnie] Something light and simple; Reader reminding Changbin to hydrate throughout the day [bc hydration is important, ofc] and he assures her that he will, but she tells him to make sure to take pictures of him with his full water bottle every time he refills to keep track, and he complies.

Throughout the day he's drinking his water, sending update pictures whenever he refills and even though he's going to the bathroom more often than he usually would, he actually feels pretty good!

Flash forward to the evening when he's walking through the door of your apartment, half filled water bottle in hand and bag slung over his shoulder. You call him into the kitchen and he's met with you taking the water purifier out of the fridge, "Oh, do you need me to fill your water bottle, Binnie?"

Changbin pauses for a moment, gauging the faint pressure in his abdomen compared to the remaining third left in his container - he hadn't used the bathroom in a while, but having another top off wouldn't do any harm, right?

"Sure, Bunny."

Though, when he hands you the metal container, you give it a slight shake before holding it in his direction, "Finish the rest first?"

He tilts his head but complies, taking it back and downing the rest in three gulps then handing it back with an uneasy grimace - the pressure getting slightly worse with the added liquid.

You give him a happy smile, and he almost forgets about the growing urge to go to the bathroom until he watches you pour his another round; the stream of the purifier making him shift his stance.

Before he can make an excuse to leave, you're shoving the bottle back into his hand and taking his bag from him, "I'll put this in the room, make sure you finish that, okay?"

If Changbin is anything, he's a dutiful boyfriend, so he simply watches as you disappear down the hall into your room, and he's left with a full water bottle and an almost fuller bladder.

He tentatively takes a sip and as refreshing as the cold water is, his bladder tingles in rejection of the additional liquid joining the rest it's currently harboring. You reappear nearly as fast as you left, and you shoot him a small smile and nod at the bottle he's currently nursing.

"Nearly done?"

A nervous chuckle escapes him, light and airy and definitely not helping his full bladder, "Bun, I have to-"

"Finish it, Binnie - I promise it'll be worth it."

He hopes his eyes can convey the worry he's feeling, but when you simply blink up at him with glittering eyes, he sighs softly and brings the lid back to his lips - fighting the grimace makes his eye twitch as he drinks.

It's a strange feeling, the refreshing cool chilling his throat only to trickle down and settle in the heat of his abdomen, bladder swelling with each painful gulp. The bottle is barely halfway finished when his mind forces him to put it down, gasping and wincing at the undeniable pressure in his stomach - he has to pee, now.

You slide into the empty space in front of him, cooing softly as your hands find home on his waist, "Binnie baby, what's wrong?"

Though, before he can huff out an answer, your hand is palming his dick through his sweatpants and he swears he can see stars.

"B-Baby, don't- I-I really have to-"

"It's okay, baby," you murmur, squeezing him gently through the grey fabric, "you've gotta pee, don't you? No one's stopping you, go on."

He's shaking at this point, quick shallow breaths leaving his lips as he tries his best to combat the mind-melting way your hand works his dick, another squeeze making a spurt of piss dribble onto his underwear.

"N-No, fuck, stop, I'm so close to- I-I can't hold it!"

Leaning against him, your lips nibble along his jaw gently, working your way up to his ear, "Let go, Bin, it's okay."

A choked whimper gets caught in his throat and before he can comprehend, a few warm droplets are dripping onto his thigh followed by a steady stream of piss soaking through his boxers and the light fabric of his sweats.

And it feels heavenly.

Soft whines and gasps escape him as his bladder finally gets its relief, your hand steadily working him through it sending a chill up down his spine. Eventually, the stream dies down, but you don't stop stroking his cock through his soiled sweats - his girth at full mast and twitching against your palm.

"S-Shit, Bunny, I think- fuck, I-I'm coming!"

As fast as he announced it, his body shook with a pitched moan, cum now adding to the warm mess of his boxers, and if you weren't in front of him, he would have surely collapsed to his knees from the overstimulation.

You cooed praises into his ear, running your free hand comfortingly against his back. "You did so good, sweetheart, so good for me. We'll go get you all cleaned up once you're calmed down, okay?"

damn I said this would be light and simple, whoops

Its a blessing to have the kaciidubs leave a fic in my asks. I thank thee for thy bounty 🙏🙏🙏 OH HEAVENS

yandere han jisung:

summary: basically just sub yandere jisung x dom reader

a/n: i do not condone this sort of behaviour, this is purely for amusement purposes and should not be done in real life nor' should be normalized

Once he’s got his eyes set on you, there’s no other option

Whether you like it or not, whether you hate him (dunno how you could tho) or love him, it doesn’t matter

Because baby’s determined now, he’s desperate and obsessive and willing to do whatever it takes

He wants you to be just as obsessed with him as he is with you

Hannie will do anything to get your attention,

He’s not the type to silently stalk, he’ll loudly insert himself into your life

And before you even know what’s going on, he’s everywhere 

friends with your friends, coming to all the group hangouts and movie nights 

He’s getting coffee from the same place you do, offering to pay for your coffee-insisting really

He begins to frequent your workplace, might even go as far as to try to get a job there too so that he can see you everyday 

And little by little, he’s taking over it all, taking up your hobbies so that he can talk to you about them

joining your gym,

coincidentally making friends with your family members-who you never remember mentioning by name

It’s like he’s everywhere you go

and weirdly enough, it’s not as annoying as you’d imagine it to be

because he’s just so sweet and even though it is a little weird, there’s no way someone as adorable as him could ever be creepy

no way the sweet boy that takes turns with your buying each others coffee each day, chirping “Good morning Noona!” Every day when he sees you, face lighting up with pure joy whenever you come into contact with him

there is no way that he’s creepy

Leading up to him asking you out he gets you little gifts that slowly escalate in size, 

Small snacks, then flowers, then trinkets that reminded him of you, an outfit that he think you’ll look gorgeous in (not that you’re ever anything but gorgeous in his eyes), 

he works up, the gifts getting grander and grander, more expensive as well, escalating to jewelry and designer clothing and bags, things that you can hardly accept, but Han insists that you do, never letting you give back a single thing

(there's also the journal thing here-from the 🐟anon, that i cannot fit into here but absolutely HAVE to mention)

And when he finally asks you to be his partner,

he looks so sincere, telling you that he loves you more than anything and promising that you don’t have to feel the same way yet-he’s not pressuring you to feel something you don’t (yet) but he just wants you to let him love you

And it’s not like you could say no-much less that you would even want to

Once you’re dating, Han doesn’t think that life can get any better, this is what he’s been dreaming of, this is his idea of heaven

Babygirl will do anything and everything for you, at your beck and call, happily willing to answer every little wish,

all just so you’ll look at him with a smile and cup his cheek or play with his hair while calling him a good boy-your good boy

he’s just sosososososoososo in love with you, 

looks at you with hearts in his eyes, as if you hung the stars in the sky and molded the world with your bare hands—as far as he’s concerned, you are his world, his universe, you own his heart and the will to do whatever you want to do to it,

even if you don’t know it yet.

you’re his religion, his god, a higher being that he lives only to please

you’re the one that he’ll get down on his knees for and worship

in whichever way you want that to mean😏

speaking of which though, Hannie would let you do absolutely anything to him,

There’s nothing off-limits or too far, your wants are his wants, your pleasure is his pleasure

And whether it’s the sadistic kind that wants to tie him up and edge him for hours on end, 

or degrade and overstimulate him to tears until he cannot formulate a single coherent word, 

Or more often than not it’s the soft kind that wants to praise him and give him soft kisses, let him ride you while telling him how pretty he is, 

call him a good boy while he’s on a leash at your feet, clad in pretty lingerie for your eyes only

He especially loves it when you call him yours

Your anything, really

Your baby, your good boy, your sweet thing, 

your puppy, your baby boy and your whore 

Your slut, just for you, all for you

He swears his heart skips a beat, body burning up with heat when you touch him, reminding him over and over again

Yours, yours, yours,

no one else can make him feel as good as you do, no one can make him cum as hard or make him lose his damn mind like you do

Yes,

he assures you, clutching at your back, nails digging into your skin as he whimpers out the words

Yes, yes, yes

Only you, no one else, he wouldn’t dream of it, couldn’t even think of it

His legs squeeze around your hips, moans reaching a crescendo as he cums, eyes rolling back, drooling and messy,

whispering the words over and over again like a broken record on repeat

Yours.

Han loves aftercare like no tomorrow,

Cuddling up, curling into your chest and falling quickly asleep is the best feeling in the entire world to him

If you clean him up or bring him water, begin to run a bath for the two of you he’ll completely melt

You’re just so good to him. How could he ever deserve you?

Deserve to be the one lying with his back against your chest, warm water lapping at his skin,

soft gentle hands in his hair, careful not to get any soap into his eyes, 

fingers against his skin, praising and affirming,

So pretty,

so handsome,

so amazing,

Mine.

Shivers run down his spine and he’ll look up at you with wide, wondrous eyes

He doesn’t deserve you.

Doesn’t deserve this.

Not your touch or your love or to be the one with you

But it’s everything to him-you’re everything to him and he’ll be damned if he ever let’s anyone or anything take that away from him

By this point there’s no breaking up with him, it’s simply not possible because once his hooks are in there’s no getting them out

You’re stuck

If you attempt to though you’ll get dramatics to no end

He’s sending you gifts like no tomorrow, begging for forgiveness, promising that he’ll change for you, offering up everything you could every want on a silver platter

texting pictures of himself that he knows you can’t resist, in lingerie and collars and thigh highs and skirts. 

videos of himself jerking off, voice messages of whimpering with squelching in the back, sobbing that he can’t do this without you, 

he belongs to you. 

you own him now and even if you think you've moved on, even if you think that you’re done with him, 

you're not really.

You can’t be

Babygirl’s convinced that you’re the one for him and there’s no way he’s gonna let you go that easily

Not that you’d really ever want to, that of course is just a hypothetical, because why would you ever want to leave him?

But it is fun to play with him a little-of course we all like to be a bit mean sometimes

Plus, he has the prettiest tears you could ever imagine

Eyes wide and glassy, face red as he begs and begs and begs, telling you that he’s the one for you, that he can’t live without you

Eventually all throughout it he’ll inevitably end up getting hard and subconsciously grinding again the closest thing

Which just happens to be your leg

How can you not forgive him then? Or even think of anything else for that matter?

anything except for how he’s rutting against you so desperately, pathetic whines and wanton pleas along with a few more of those pretty tears,

humping you like a bitch in heat, chasing his high with a reckless abandon

He gets really jealous really easily too though so it’s really not hard for him to be convinced that you’re leaving him

He sees you talk to one other person and has already convinced himself that you’ve been having a torrid love affair with them and you’re are planning to dump his ass tonight so that you can run away with them

and he’ll never be able to see you again🙁

Cue possessive baby

Wrapping an arm around your shoulder, glaring at the person and simply asking them to leave

He’s not above a little pda to get them heading off on their way, in fact, he actively enjoys partaking in such activities 

Not a single ounce of shame as he pulls you into a heated kiss, letting out exaggerated moans and whines all the while

To be honest, he’d probably be completely fine with you bending him over the table right in front of the person, little perv would probably enjoy the audience if anything

and be ready to find out the poor person that tried to hit on you at the bar the night before has mysteriously gone missing

Letting out a deep sigh you switch the channel to a different one, looking at the sheepish boy sitting in your lap, so close he’s practically on top of you. “you said you wouldn't do it again, hannie."

"i'm sorry!" he pouts, "but you know that they were getting too close to you! i can't just let people steal you from me!"

you pull him close, nipping at his jaw playfully before landing one hard one, he yelps but the sound melts into a moan. "no one's gonna take me from you sungie, i'm yours and you're mine." 

he turns back to you, an indignant pout still on his lips, making him look so adorably precious. "i wouldn't blame them if they were though. you're so amazing, you wouldn't want you? if i didn't have you the-"

you have to cut him off with a kiss before he starts, before he begins to talk in detail of all of the horrible yet oddly romantic things he'd do in order to win your love.

"there's no need to speculate now baby, you have me already," you tap his nose, smiling at him in a way that has his heart doing somersaults in his chest.

he makes a hmph sound but eats up the attention, asking you to kiss his neck again.

he absolutely adores hickeys and marks, bruises and ‘mementos’ (as he fondly calls them) on his skin, 

The physical evidence of what you do to him drives him insane

Loves the ache the next day, the slight limp and dull pain whenever he sits down, the soreness of his jaw and rasp in his throat

His thighs are so soft and plush and sensitive, so much fun to bite and tease, watching all the while he descends into a gasping mess

He’ll proudly show off hickeys on his neck, purposely wear clothing that’ll highlight them, making sure that everyone knows your business

Especially loves handprints on his neck, begs for you to choke him just so he can look at the mark in the mirror the next morning

And you better bet that as soon as they’re even remotely fading he’s throwing himself across your lap at the end of the day

Lifting his head, putting his neck covered in barely-there bruises on display

It really doesn’t matter what you’re doing at the moment, that’s not important

Not as important as your Sungie at least<3

a/n: i am going to make this a series with all of skz, doing them all separately. i am wondering if i should make a different taglist for this series but idk yet

No cause Cy YOU DONT UNDERSTAND. Those pictures you used for the Felix fic, perfect. Literally his hair is so long and fluffy I just wanna lay him down and bite at his thighs while he throws his pretty head back from my praise OR OR I wanna pull his pretty hair while he's slobbering and whimpering all over my strap🙇🏾‍♀️🙇🏾‍♀️ HIS LONG HAIR JUST>>

NO BC ME TOO-I WAS SEEING EDITS EVERYWHERE WITH THOSE

the unspeakable, atrocious things i would do to that man😩-ESPECIALLY WITH THAT FLUFFY HAIR🙏

i wanna tease him and make him cry in front of a mirror, telling him to only look at his reflection while playing with his nipples and cock. overstimulating and edging him interchangably over and over until he's squirming, hands pawing, little hiccupy gasps coming from him.

"c-can't take it anymore, plea-please, can't t-take anymore~" in the smallest, most broken voice e v e r😩

grabbing him by his hair and forcing him to look back at his reflection every time he tries to look away, still going despite his pathetic little pleas.

I keep thinking about giving Felix his first prostate orgasm and he gets so loud & would legit cry of pleasure. just fingering him in a fast pace and he’s begging mindlessly to keep going. I feel like he wouldn’t even be able to touch his cock without cumming all over himself because of ur fingers pounding into his prostate. add to it some dirty talk and he’s gone.

oh, felix would love it so much

he’s already so trusting that you’ll always take care of him and make him feel good, so it’s easy to get him to relax enough for you to gently work your fingers inside of him. it doesn’t take long until felix is asking you to speed up, his nose scrunching at the squelching sound of your lubed up fingers moving inside of him, but he can’t complain - not when the way your digits drag against his walls and push up against his prostate perfectly soon has him at a loss for words.

felix has never been ashamed of his pleasure, but you’ve never heard him get as loud as he does when you grind the pads of your three fingers against his sensitive nerves in a way that has to be just short of painful and absolutely overwhelming.

when you start talking dirty to him, felix is gone immediately, mouth hanging open in a silent scream while his body starts trembling with the force of his orgasm as he cums the hardest he ever has in his life.

cw: a/b/o verse, hybrid!changbin, hybrid!reader, degradation, size kink, breeding kink, cervix kissing (do not attempt irl), changbin is a stud in a breeding farm, reader is in heat, implied mutiple orgasms, marking kink (idk if that's a thing)

a/n: lowkey wanting to turn this into a whole fic but its nearly 2 in the morning and i need sleep

[01:41 am]

"God, such a tight fucking cunt." Changbin says as he fucks you from behind, his large frame caging your smaller one. "Gonna fucking empty my balls inside you. You wouldn't mind, right?" You mewl at his words, too lost to even comprehend what he just said. The feeling of his large cock rearranging your guts in all the right places takes over your system, turning you into a moaning mess.

You were in heat, to begin with, so you were brought to a breeding farm where they ended up pairing you with one of their best studs, known for his pedigree, stamina, and genes, ensuring that you'll bear high quality pups in the future.

You can feel his knot growing against you with every thrust, making you whine every time it gets caught with the entrance of your cunt, only bringing you closer to another orgasm. Was it your 5th? 6th even? You didn't know. You've lost count after the 3rd one and if it were any ordinary day, you would have tapped out moments ago.

"M-more, Changbin, please--" You slurred out, arching your back towards him, your eyes rolling to the back of your head once his cock kisses your cervix, nearly breaching it. "Dumb mutt wants more, huh? Is your heat turning you into a cock-drunk whore?" Changbin says with a chuckle as he lands a spank on your ass, loving the way how your flesh jiggles upon impact. "Yes, yes, please need your cum. Wanna feel your knot inside me." You begged-- more like cried out. Tears were already streaming from your eyes at how overwhelming everything feels. Slick was running down your quivering thighs and into the sheets below you while your skin burns at the intensity of Changbin's grip om your hip every time he pulls you back to meet his brutal pace.

"Fuck, yes-- have my pups. I'm gonna breed you so full, I might as well mark you and make you my bitch. Your pussy feels too good to be claimed by other alphas on your next heat." He says as he leans into you, making his cock sink even deeper. You practically scream at the sensation, feeling so full and used, goosbumps forming on your skin as soon as you feel him nosing against the juncture between your neck and shoulder, inhaling your scent. His tail flicks with interest, the temptation of just sinking his teeth into your skin lingers in his mind.

"Ngh, please. Make me yours then. Mark me, alpha," Changbin knows that it was just your heat talking, but god does it spur him on hearing you beg like that.

With your walls clenching around him so tight, he couldn't help but just sink his teeth into your neck, making you cum on the spot with a silent scream, your body convulsing under him.

"You're fucking mine now, you got that? You're my bitch now and I'm gonna give you my knot so you better take it."

[1:20 am]

pairing; bangchan x reader; soft smut

word count; 0.3k

tw; boob/nipple sucking, insecurity, comfort, reader has small tits, orgasm -_-

laid on your boyfriend's bed the sound of his keyboard lulling you to sleep wearing one of his sleeveless shirts as a dress it fitted you, carelessly staring at the tv.

that was when you started staring at your chest. you never liked it, how small your breasts seemed compared to other girls your age. it always bothered you but chris always took your doubts away with his sweet words.

"honey you there?" he chuckled after calling you a few times, "um yes" you answered, your voice like a whisper, empty from the joy that usually fills it and he noticed. "yeah" you said sitting on his bed trying to cover your chest. "come on, they're beautiful okay?" he sat next to you understanding the issue.

you swallowed a sob "just lemme show you how cute and pretty they are okay?" he whispered in your ear kissing down your neck. "yes please" you breathed, " nah-ah baby you don't need to say please for anything today okay? i just want to to feel good" he cooed kissing your collarbones

he cupped your breasts over your shirt whispering "see? it's so cute and small, they even fit in my hands"; his hot breath tickling you and you let a sigh. he took your shirt off leaving you only with your panties and exposing you jiggling breasts. "oh look at that" with that he pinned your back on the headboard sucking on the skin between your chest and moving and sucking around your left nipple.

you let out small breaths as chris pinched your right nipple and keeping it between his fingers. he continued sucking on you and his other hand going down to draw quick circles on your clothed clit to push you of the edge. your orgasm approaching fastly as you ended up coming on your underwear and his fingers.

"see how pretty they are now?" he chuckled handing you your shirt and helping you wear it. "they're not that bad are they?" you giggled back and hugged him tight kissing his plush lips. "they're perfect " he said caging you in his embrace, turning off the lights and dozing off to sleep

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